What you once were isn't what you want to be anymore

Last night at the rock show (Jeff Tweedy at the Fillmore, with Alisyn) I looked around at the sea of nerds in J. Crew buttondowns and vintage beer teeshirts and faux-vintage sneakers and pattern baldness and felt really comfortable and in my element. The music wasn't too loud, the wine was actually pretty good, the crowd polite (with the exception of us, who got a little chatty at one point and had to be shushed). I didn't feel old, I didn't feel uncool.

The Sixteen Year Old Who Lives In My Head (TSYOWLIMH) is horrified. TSYOWLIMH expected to be going to rock shows on a Wednesday night and then snorting coke off of somebody's tits backstage  afterward. TSYOWLIMH thought she'd be invited to hang out on the tour bus. TSYOWLIMH is completely disgusted that I wore a teeshirt and jeans from the Gap to a show (like...somebody's MOM!). She had hopes and dreams for my adulthood, and I have pretty much crushed them. TSYOWLIMH thinks I should have been just getting home right around the time I had to leave to take Molly to school this morning.

TSYOWLIMH is slightly mollified by the fact that, at least, I had a little hangover. It's better than nothing.

Comments

[CityMama]

You're blog should win an award for best commenters ever. A random TomKat post. A recipe. Grammy. What's not to love.

[brandi]

TSYOWLIYH should come out with me sometime. I'll drink her under the table and rock her young'n head off.

Better, though, YOU should come out with me again sometime and make someone else drive. You can drink me under the table and we can both rock her young'n head off.

[Christi]

Just linked to your blog and it's hilarious, I'm glad I'm not the only one with TSYOWLIYH (though mine is 17).

[dang]

One of your best posts.

[BlueEyedFloozie]

Sometimes, when I am not dreaming of watching dirty movies at your house, I pretend that our teenage selves were friends.

Believe me, they were. We were NO GOOD for each other, but I think we had a lot of fun.

Cheers~

[Grammy]

My how times have changed. When I was a 16 year old, I just looked forward to the drive-in so I could neck (and more) in the back seat of Sumner's car. I never heard of concerts, cocain or that stuff. However, I did know about people who drank. But, heaven knows I wasn't one of them until I was 18 and in college. My, how my world changed. I learned cuss words from the girls in the dorm, how to drink from my sister and her husband, and how to sleep until noon. Of course, I did flunk a few classes on the way. Oh, the sweet memories!

[Noelle]

I loved this post! My own version of TSYOWLIMH is rather irritated with me being in the pre-production stages of motherhood. I have been enjoying your blog with an eye to, "This is what I have to look forward to." Very educational, very entertaining!

[Auntie N]

Grammy made out in a car at the drive-in movies?!!! I'm telling Mama.
Auntie N

[kittenpie]

I love it! I have a bad case of this all the time. Me walking down the street in khakis pushing a stroller? oh my, like, GAWD! Sitting in a coffee shop with a baby gap bag at my side? *eye roll* Once in a while I feed her something, though. Buy a terrific punk album, a pair of nasty stilettos, or flirt with the teenage clerk at work, who flirts back. He's good for her.

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